SoulChef, The 49ers - K.M.A lyrics
[SoulChef, The 49ers - K.M.A lyrics]
I remember back in the days
My teacher used to say
Kids think BIG that's exactly what I did
I thought about Christopher Wallace and how
I'm gonna make a profit
How I'm gonna grub doing everything I love
Wrote it down on my paper kept
It neatly in my trapper keeper
Gave it to my teacher there
I met my first non-believer
As she tried to steal my glory
I felt like Ralphie in a Christmas Story
Like I asked for a Red Rider Carbon
Action 200 shot range model air rifle
I'm not gonna shoot my eye out
But, I might write some shit
To make them wild out
She laughed in my face like
Jace was a disgrace
And ever since then I kept a bad taste
So Ms yorkman, this one's for you
I won't ever let a non-believer tell
Me what I can't do this one's for you
I won't ever let a non-believer tell
Me what I can't do
When they say stop dreaming, get a real job
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
And when they say stay real
Stop reaching for the clouds
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
When there's a hater in the house
Tryin' to fill your mind with
Doubts - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass)
When you've finally got it going
Show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - kiss, kiss my ass)
I wake up late for school
And I don't wanna go
Cause, I'm doing all the things that
My mom don't want to know
Teacher, teacher tell me how you do it
You find a different way everyday
To say I'm stupid
Night school, summer school
After-school detention
A list of bad apples and
My name is getting mentioned
Cause, I learn a little different plus
I'm young and I'm restless
But, I ain't on the path
To the department of corrections
Upon further inspection
Observe rap perfection
I know I'm gonna win like
A rigged up election
Yet I'm seated in the section for a dunce
Looks like I'll do the same
Grade more than once
Find me with the rejects, the drunks
And the flunks but, I stay making music that
Bumps in the trunks
So ahead of the class, write a rap so fast
That anywhere in the world I
Never need no pass
When they say stop dreaming and
Get a real job
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
And when they say get real
Stop reaching for the clouds
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
When there's a hater in the house
Tryin' to fill your mind with
Doubts - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass)
When you've finally got it going
Show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
Kiss my ass brother-fucker
My teacher used to say
Kids think BIG that's exactly what I did
I thought about Christopher Wallace and how
I'm gonna make a profit
How I'm gonna grub doing everything I love
Wrote it down on my paper kept
It neatly in my trapper keeper
Gave it to my teacher there
I met my first non-believer
As she tried to steal my glory
I felt like Ralphie in a Christmas Story
Like I asked for a Red Rider Carbon
Action 200 shot range model air rifle
I'm not gonna shoot my eye out
But, I might write some shit
To make them wild out
She laughed in my face like
Jace was a disgrace
And ever since then I kept a bad taste
So Ms yorkman, this one's for you
I won't ever let a non-believer tell
Me what I can't do this one's for you
I won't ever let a non-believer tell
Me what I can't do
When they say stop dreaming, get a real job
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
And when they say stay real
Stop reaching for the clouds
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
When there's a hater in the house
Tryin' to fill your mind with
Doubts - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass)
When you've finally got it going
Show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - kiss, kiss my ass)
I wake up late for school
And I don't wanna go
Cause, I'm doing all the things that
My mom don't want to know
Teacher, teacher tell me how you do it
You find a different way everyday
To say I'm stupid
Night school, summer school
After-school detention
A list of bad apples and
My name is getting mentioned
Cause, I learn a little different plus
I'm young and I'm restless
But, I ain't on the path
To the department of corrections
Upon further inspection
Observe rap perfection
I know I'm gonna win like
A rigged up election
Yet I'm seated in the section for a dunce
Looks like I'll do the same
Grade more than once
Find me with the rejects, the drunks
And the flunks but, I stay making music that
Bumps in the trunks
So ahead of the class, write a rap so fast
That anywhere in the world I
Never need no pass
When they say stop dreaming and
Get a real job
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
And when they say get real
Stop reaching for the clouds
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
When there's a hater in the house
Tryin' to fill your mind with
Doubts - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - you can kiss my ass)
When you've finally got it going
Show 'em prove what you're about - tell 'em
(You can kiss my ass - kiss my ass)
Kiss my ass brother-fucker